Month: March 2019
Roped In
If it weren’t for bondage, I wouldn’t be here right now. I wouldn’t have this blog, I wouldn’t have explored my submissive side, I probably wouldn’t have realized I was kinky at all. I’d be blissfully unaware, living out my vanilla life with my husband. And, really, if we get down to the nitty gritty,…
Enter for Love (Part Two)
Part One can be found here. The dinner with Diana had gone extraordinarily well. We sat and talked for hours, learning about one another, laughing, telling stories. I told her about my tortuous years in high school and how they had affected my confidence. I didn’t realize until I got home that I had just…
Enter for Love (Part One)
19 yo. Male Virgin Seeks Older Female for Sexual Mentoring I hit Enter before I could change my mind, my finger trembling over the keys of my laptop. It was stupid of me to be so embarrassed. It was a Craigslist Ad, not a confession over a bullhorn on the corner of a busy…
The Stirring Spoon
We chose that particular hotel because it was on the beach and it had a kitchenette. It was off season, so it was cheap, and that’s just what we were looking for. We didn’t mind eating sandwiches and frozen dinners cooked in the microwave, as long as we were together. The room wasn’t particularly nice….
Elust 116
Elust 116 Photo courtesy of A Dissolute Life Means Welcome to Elust 116– The only place where the smartest and hottest sex bloggers are featured under one roof every month. Whether you’re looking for sex journalism, erotic writing, relationship advice or kinky discussions it’ll be here at Elust. Want to be included in Elust #117? Start with…
Marriage Advice from blue
I haven’t been married for that long. Seven years going on eight in the grand scheme of things is pretty short, so maybe I’m not the best to be giving advice on marriage. I also have a very unconventional marriage. Submitting to my husband and dominant in a 24/7 power exchange is not going to…
Rope Dreams
The rope felt like it was going to cut me in half. It was stretched tightly against my crotch, snuggled between my cunt lips, the rough fibers scratching at my sensitive skin. I couldn’t move with my hands tied behind my back and ankles tied together, so I just knelt on the floor, trying not…
Smut Marathon: Thoughts
I signed up for the Smut Marathon with absolutely zero expectations. I’ve never participated before, and I only heard about it a few months ago when I started my blog. Apart from what I do for this blog, I’m not much of a writer. I always enjoyed writing in school, but haven’t had any practice…
Dreaming of Dicks
I once had a dream that I had a penis. It was so vivid and real, I could feel the warmth of it as it rested on my thigh. I could feel the weight of it dangling between my legs when I stood to walk, and it was comforting in a way, like it was…